Funny story:
My friend Liz and I were sitting in the hammock in front of my house Sunday night enjoying the warm night air when I heard a noise I couldn't identify.
I said to Liz, "What's that noise?"
To which she replied: "Probobly the hammock about to drop us to our deaths."
"Oh, we wouldn't die. But our butts might be a might bit sore."
We laughed and continued to slowly and gently rock the hammock back and forth. Then it happened. One moment we were gracefully and comfortably suspended in mid-air, the next we were crashing hard onto the compact ground of my front lawn laughing at the coincidence of it all.
Needless to say, neither of us died. But our butts sure hurt the next day.
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
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3 comments:
LOL. You're a loser!
:D
that wasn't very nice sis!
That's a fantastic story.
Also, I had no idea that you blogged. (Or that you had a hammock, for that matter.)
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